I have a condition. It's chronic lateness. Seriously. Is there a support group for this? I need help. It doesn't matter what time I go to bed. I can NOT get up on time.
In my sleepy stupor I manage to beat my alarm clock into submission. It stops attempting to wake me, after several attempts on it's little electronic life, and I sweetly drift back into dream land.
This morning Johnny Depp and I were painting a house together. Sort of watching the paint dry, drinking lemonade and listening to Bob Dylan. I know. Sexy dreamer, right? I blame these strangely unsteamy dreams on articles I've read recently. Something about Mr. Depp and a short film on "Watching Paint Dry".
Then Bob, our silky rooster started crowing his head off. He is of course not within reach to clobber. So, I have no choice but to let Johnny watch the paint dry alone.
I was late as usual this fine day, but my coworkers were later! So, my lateness goes unnoticed. Glee!
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The lovely Shannon from Tattoos & Cupcakes ganked this from Tia , and I just couldn't help myself. I know I said I'd be blather...
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I don't know if it's the whole Christmas season thing, or if I'm just hormonal, but I've been crying about everything lately...
I've given up on trying to be at work at 8...8:30 is much more reasonable...
ReplyDeleteYou and I have the same condition. It's awful, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteDude, me too.
ReplyDeletei hear ya - my alarm goes off at 5:40 - i get up at 6:30. Why do I set my alarm so early if I have no intentions at all to get up? I don't even hit snooze 'cuz the alarm is across the room - i just sleep thru it...
ReplyDeleteaugh.
I am soooo thankful my job is flexible enough to let me show up whenever. I know I would be late constantly if that wasn't the case.
ReplyDeleteAri- Since when has work got anything to do with reason?!
ReplyDeleteCap'n- We seriously need a support group.
Matt- Join the club. We meet every Monday and wednesday evening. Don't be late.
Kelwhy- A sound sleep is a beautiful thing.
Meg- Blessed, you are. Blessed.
That is the best--when I get to work, after freaking out about missing the train or whatever and then, 20 or 30 minutes after I get in, my coworkers roll in too.
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